It had been some time since the bear attacked the dens of the four wolves on the outskirts of the land, some time since again Haziel patched up Everlyse. She had no mate now, but her soul had returned at just the right time allowing her to heal and patch up slowly once more and help ease the wound in her heart that in no way Haziel could mend. Fall was here now, the pups were large and starting to learn to hunt on their own and pester him on their own as well, it was the perfect time of year to finally return to Glorall and seek out who perhaps was his only chance at learning the art his Grandfather denied he could ever learn, that was his birth right. Sure, he essentially abandoned his ties, it wasn’t about this being his right though it was about proving Heyel wrong so wront in fact he hoped to show the old male himself someday how good he could be. He was not someone to be slated for death and left on their way, he was talented and intelligent, deadly.

It was a good time… plus Tesseract had always said he was welcome here. So now the black and crimson male stood at the borders far from the noisy ocean, he wasn’t sure if she was here, Malina, the dark angel of Diveen who seemed to no longer find residence there. It wasn’t her title that mattered though just her skills, she was the apprentice of Heyel way back when she was a child herself. Now she was a capable assassin ieven if she didn’t follow the traditional order of them by taking on a female mate, an Iromar Demon no less. He didn’t cast judgement, for how could he when he was what he was. He just hoped he was offered the same treatment. The blind wolf hoped she wasn’t as narrow minded as her Master, his grandfather, and that she could see the potential he held.

He tilted his head back a low howl for the female echoing across the land, deep, chilling so much like his father, Kane’s. He hoped she was here, for he wished to accomplish this deed without his mother, or anyone in Diveen for that matter, knowing his intentions. He had never met Malina before, but seeing her life choices he hoped he was assuming correct that she was not one of the many that were blinded by their ability to see. Haziel could only wait now, see if she would come to the call and see if she was up for taking another student. He hoped so, his pride was on the line he felt and if not her, well he doubted no one had the skills he wanted to learn and would teach him as he was. She was essentially his only choice for a teacher. He stood still, staring blankly ahead, ears and nose twitching, ever on alert making up for what his eyes could not see.